***This is book 3 in the whiskey collection, it can be read
as a stand alone, but not recommended. ***
Darkest Temptations
As a psychiatrist, Rebecca Langford serves clients with serious problems. After one
client divulges his darkest secrets and desires, Rebecca starts to fantasize
about her own dark cravings. Hearing his recollection of the club brings
Rebecca to the conclusion that not all needs are meant to be pushed aside.
Nathaniel Davenport, high-priced defense attorney, has lived a
promiscuous life. Within the walls of Wrapped, he finds acceptance. Women need
him, crave him, and most of all, want him for who he is. When Nathaniel
overhears a beautiful woman telling her friend she wants inside Wrapped, he
makes her an offer she can’t refuse.
Once together, the sexual
possibilities abound. Can two people come together simply for pleasure? Or will
emotions play, too? Rebecca enjoys the thrills found but when her own secrets
are revealed, will she survive the fall out?
Temptation can be dangerous.
It just may destroy Nathaniel and Rebecca in its
playhouse.
Editorial Review: “Hot, dark, and erotic every woman’s Darkest fantasy!” ~ Elaine Kelly
Editorial Review: “Sometimes you have to embrace your dark side to fulfil your darkest
temptations, and should you meet Mr. Right along the way, hold on for the
wildest ride of your life.”
~ Tammie Lee @ For the love of books blog.
Nate steps out of
the bathroom with nothing but a towel hanging low on his hips. I pause while
clasping my earring. “You need to put some clothes on fast because we don’t
have enough,” I circle my finger pointing at him, “time for that.”
He
chuckles, “I only need five minutes.”
Placing
my hands on my hips, I joke, “I’m not sure I’d be bragging about that kind of
thing.”
Nate
lunges forward and grabs me around the waist. I instantly begin to squirm
trying to break free from his grasp while hollering, “Stop you’re getting me
all wet.”
He
tickles my ribs, and asks, “And that’s a bad thing why?”
I
stop moving; he lets me free, and when I turn out of his arms, I grab the
corner of the towel, and rip it off him exposing his splendor.
I
stand before him confidently holding the towel in my hand, and inform him, “Not
wet like that, smart ass!”
Nate
being Nate reaches his hand down and firmly grasps his cock while stroking it
he asks, “How about now, sweetheart?”
Dropping
the towel to the floor I scold, “Nathaniel Davenport, I told you we don’t have
time for this. Now get dressed!”
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